There are only two dreams that I can still recall perfectly, and they're both at least 5 years old. The first one, I'm at my old house in D.C., and these racoons are chasing me through my dark house, so I run around my house until I get to the den, where they can't seem to come get me at. I sit down in my chair, and across the room, there's a pile of laundry. The laundry forms into a person, where I then woke up. Random, weird. Second one took place at the Lincoln Memorial. I'm at the bottom of the steps when a bunch of meteors come striking everywhere, and everone runs away for cover, so I jump into the Reflecting Pool, and it's like 10 feet deep with a bunch of girls in bathing suits swimming around in it. I have no idea why I remember only these two :?